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THE RICH AND POOR MEET TOGETHER. 



A SERMON 



IX BEHALF OF THE 

issbn; Wioxlx of St. P^arli's dTIjai^cI, 

BY THE 

Rev. henry DUYCKINCK, 

LATE MINISTER IN CHAJRGE. 

WITH 

INTRODUCTORY REMARKS BY THE REV. HENRY C. POTTER, D. D. 

DELIVERED AT ST. iTARK'S CHURCH IX THE EOWERIE. 

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PREACHED AT ST. MARK'S CHAPEL, FEBRUARY 27, 1870. 

Mith otheti PKemoi|ial "Notices. 



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Henry Duyckinck, son of Evert A. and Margaret W. 
Duyckinck, in the 27th year ol his age. 

The relatives and friends of the family, and the 
clergy generally, are invited to attend the funeral at 
St. Mark's Church, comer of 2d-av. and lOth-st., on 
Saturday, 19th inst., at 4 P. M. 



DUYCKINCK — On Wednesday, 16tti instant. Rev, 
Henry Duyckinck, son of Evert A. and Margaret W» 
Duyckinck, in the 27th year of his age. ^>iJ^ > r.>/) 

The relatives and friends ol the family, and the clergfj 
eenerally, are invited to attend the funeral at Saint 
Mark's Church, corner of 10th street and 3d avenue^ 
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Henky Dutckinck, son of Evert A. and Marcar^ W, 
Duyckinck, in tlie 27th year of his age. 

The relatives and liiends of the family, and the 
clergy generally, are invited to attend the funeral at 
St. Mark's Ohnrch, comer of 2d-av. and lOth-st., on 
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DUYCKINCK — On Wednesday, 16th instant. Rev, 
Henry Duyckinck, son of Evert A. and Margaret W» 
Duyckinck, in the 27th year of his age. -''' ^- ' k'>/) 

The relatives and friends of the family, and the cl&rgj 
generally, are Invited to attend the faneral at Saint 
Mark's Church, corner of 10th street and 3d avenue^ 
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ST. MARK'S MISSION CHAPEL. 

St. Mark's Mission was started early in the year 1862, 
in a room of No. 164 Avenue A, by the Rev. A. H. Vin- 
ton, D. D., Rector of St. Mark's Church in the Bowerie, 
as a Sunda3^-school, with lay services in the evening, under 
the superintendence of the Rev. George W. Foote, assisted 
by the Rev. Octavius Applegate, both students at that 
time of the General Theological Seminary, New York. 

Early in the year 1864, the Rector of St. Mark's pur- 
chased the present Chapel building, 155 Avenue A. On 
the 3d of July of this 3^ear the Rev. George W. Foote 
was ordained to the diaconate, and on the evening of that 
day the first baptism took place, when fourteen persons 
were baptized by the Rev. Mr. Foote. Here we may date 
the organization of the Chapel, although a Confirmation 
class of seven was presented by Dr. Vinton to Bishop 
Potter on the 24th of April preceding, at St. Mark's Church 
in the Bowerie. 

Mr. Foote remained in charge of the Chapel until May, 
1866, when he resigned and took charge of a parish in the 
western part of the State, and was succeeded at the Chapel 
b}^ the Rev. Thos. R. Harris, who assumed charge in the 
month of July following. He resigned in May, 1867, and 
was succeeded in July following by the Rev. Justin P. Kel- 
logg, who remained in charge until March, 1869; he was 
succeeded in the month of April by the Rev. Edward H. 
Krans, who remained until the close of November, when 
the Rev. Henry Duyckinck assumed charge and remained 
until his death, which took place February 16, 1870. 



In May, 1867, an association was organized under the 
laws of the State of New York, entitled " The St. Mark's 
in the Bowerie Mission Society in the City of New^ York," 
to which the Mission property was conveyed by Dr. Vin- 
ton, in 1868. 

There is a Primary Day-school connected with the 
Chapel, which was transferred from the Parish Church in 
April, 1865, under the management of Miss Margaret Ray, 
assisted by her sister Miss Fanny Ray. The average at- 
tendance at this school has been 150 daily. 

Mr. William Raeburn entered upon his duty in 1864 as 
lay visitor and collector for the support of the Chapel, and 
for the St. Luke's Association of St. Mark's Church in the 
Bowerie, which position he still retains. 

In January, 1865, Mrs. William Raeburn was employed 
as Bible-reader and Superintendent of the Mothers' In- 
dustrial meetings which are held on Wednesday evenings 
of each week, except during the Lenten season. 

Dr. Iretus G. Gardner, 221 E. 58th St., has generously 
and faithfully served as physician for the Mission. 

The Mission has been a remarkably successful one. 

Total number of baptisms - - - 312 

" " confirmations ' - - 222 

burials - - - 88 

" " marriages - - - 34 



TRUSTEES OF THE CHAPEL. 

IIEXRY B. REX WICK, President and Treasurer, 17 East dtJi Street. 
WILLIAM H. SCOTr, 
PETER C. SCHUYLER. 

SUPERINTENDENT OF SUNDAY SCHOOL. 

JOHN BOWXE. 



TEACHERS. 



Mrs. Sarah Marsh, 

Miss Louisa Dean, 
•' Eliza Jane Xevan, 
" a. e. dominick, 
" Sarah S. Chapman, 
" Martpia E. Russell, 
" Mary Jane Xewsted, 
•* Christina Shand, 
" Martha Stenzel. 
'■ Augusta Osmer, 
" Louisa Armbrecht. 
" Annie Williams. 



Miss Sarah M. Burke, 
" Eliza P. Bowne, 
" Kattie Helmrich, 
" Caroline Girard, 
" Jennie Lamb, 
" M. L. Christian, 
" Bertha Zimmer, 
" Henrietta Bennet, 
Mr. Marcus A. Gilbert, 
Robert Hl^ie, 
James Anderson, 
" Dunbar. 



Librarian— ^^^- William King, 
First Assistant Lihrarian—^^^-^^'^^Ti Jacob Kop?, 
Second " " —Master Joseph Kay, 

Collector and Secretary —Mr. Dayid Kay, 
Organist and Qaoir Leadej^—'^hs^ Jane M. Burke. 



The last composition for the pulpit of the late Rev. Henry 
Duyckinck, written within a week of the time he was taken ill, was a 
sermon prepared by request to be preached in St. Mark's Church, in 
the Bowerie, setting forth the mission work of St. Mark's Chapel. 
The morning of Sunday, February 13th, was appointed for the delivery 
of this discourse. At that time its writer was prostrated by his 
sickness. After his death it was thought proper by the Vestry of St. 
Mark's that this sermon should be delivered to the congregation. The 
Rev. Dr. Henry C. Potter, Rector of Grace Church, having kindly con- 
sented to their wish that he should undertake this service, the sermon 
was read by him, with prefatory remarks, at a special Memorial 
Service, held at the Church, on the evening of Sunday, February 27, 
1870. 



INTRODUCTORY REMARKS 



BY THE 



REV. HENRY C. POTTER, D. D. 

The brother in whose place I stand to-night, and 
whose discourse, prepared b}^ him for this congregation, 
I am about to read to you, was so Httle known to many 
to whom I speak, that I venture to preface his appeal for 
St. Mark's Mission with a few words concerning his ear- 
lier histor}^, and his previous, all too brief ministry. 

Henry Duyckinck, the son of Evert A. and Margaret 
Wolfe Duyckinck, was born in the city of New York, 
November 6, 1843. He was baptized at St. Thomas' 
Church by the Rev. John Henry Hobart. He was edu- 
cated at home and in Columbia College, whence he passed 
to the General Theological Seminary, pursuing the usual 
three )^ears' course of study at that institution, gradua 
ting in 1867, when he Avas ordained deacon by the Bishop 
of this diocese. His first service was in the parish to 
which he had always been attached, at St. Thomas' 
Church, in the absence of the rector during one of the 
summer months. Admitted to the priesthood by Bishop 
Potter in 1868, he officiated at the Church of the Annun- 
ciation during the three summer months of that year. 
In the Walter of 1868-9, as in the previous winter, he 
constantly assisted at the Church of the Holy Martyrs, 
under the pastoral care of the Rev. James Millett, and 
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continued frequently to officiate at this church during 
the remaining portion of his ministry. In the summer 
of 1869, during the absence of its minister, the Rev. 
Walter Delafield, in Europe, he had charge of Grace 
Chapel, his next continuous service being as minister in 
charge of St. Mark's Mission Chapel, the duties of which 
he entered upon on the first of December last. In the 
course of his ministry he performed various other ser- 
vices more or less of a special character, at different 
churches in New York and its vicinity, preaching fre- 
quently at the Mission House of St. Barnabas. He was, 
in fact, constantly employed, his last chapel service at the 
Mission of St. Mark's, being on the evening of Wednes- 
day, February 9th, on which occasion he read, Avith com- 
ments, the whole of the Sermon on the Mount. The next 
morning he opened the day-school of the Mission with 
its simple religious service, and that day came home ill, 
but not seriously, as it was thought. A fever, however, 
soon developed itself, which assumed the typhoid form, 
and early on the morning of the i6th terminated his 
earthly career. 

To our short-sighted vision nothing could well be 
more mysterious than the termination of such a life at 
the age of twenty -six years. Henry Duyckinck had but 
just found opportunities which fairly called forth those 
gifts which promised to make his ministry so wide and 
real a blessing. Could he but have lived a little longer, 
it seems to us, looking at this providence of the Master 
from our side of it only, that he might have done a noble 
and blessed work for God and His Church. 

For he had, in the first place, that without which a man 



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can scarcely hope to render substantial service anywhere 
— a robust physical organization. Until death struck him 
so sudden and so sore a blow, he had enjoyed almost un- 
interrupted and vigorous health, and had been wonted to 
endure fatigue and the strain of hard work, without re- 
luctance and without physical inconvenience. His habits 
were active and laborious, and the clear, full voice with 
which he was endowed, made the public services of the 
Church no wearisome or distressing task. 

To these physical qualifications for his work, he added 
warm and deep sympathies, which drew him toward all 
classes with whom he came in contact, and which, despite 
his retiring and unobtrusive disposition, made him the 
welcome minister to those in sorrow, and especially to the 
sick and poor. His duties, in the various positions which 
he occupied, led him much among these ; but he went in 
no mechanical way and with no perfunctory spirit. He 
understood the poor with that deepest insight, which is 
the fruit not so much of extended observ^ation or large 
experience, as of real and heartfelt sympathy. 

Coupled with this characteristic of his ministry, there 
was another which does not always accompany it, I mean 
a sound and wise judgment. He was never carried away 
by mere feeling. He never spoke or acted from a rash 
impulse ; and, in positions requiring peculiar tact and 
delicacy, he bore himself with a wisdom, discretion and 
unswerving singleness and simplicity of motive, which 
were as rare as they were admirable. 

It w^as natural that such a man should be a loyal 
Churchman, loving the Church for her clear witness to 
the truths of his Master's gospel, and prizing her peace- 



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ful ways, her Apostolic order and her grand simplicity 
of creed and ritual, above novelties of every name. For 
these, he would turn aside neither to the right hand nor 
to the left, and, while neither narrowly wedded to the 
past nor weakly dreading the future, he saw in the Re- 
formed standards of her CathoKc faith and worship, the 
best hope of that future, as well as the truest glory of her 
past. 

And these characteristics, in turn, found their explana- 
tion largely in his studious and thoughtful habits, which 
made him familiar with the best literature of the past, 
and educated him to intelligent acquaintance with church 
doctrine and Christian history. He read only the best 
authors (would that we, his brethren, could as resolutely 
refuse to be beguiled into more flowery but less edifying 
paths !) ; and modern vagaries of doctrine or practice 
failed utterly to get the slightest hold upon his sympath- 
thies or convictions. He seemed incapable of doubt, 
and he put aside the clever sophistries by which many 
minds, in our day, are so easily disturbed, without being, 
for a moment, shaken or perplexed by them. 

But there were in him nobler qualities than these, and 
first among them, an unselfish and unreservedly devoted 
heart. He gave himself to his ministry without reluc- 
tance and without reserve. He did not look for ease, and 
he did not content himself with merely fulfilling the formal 
requirements of his office. He worked in season and out 
of season, and no risk or exposure deterred him from 
penetrating into the darkest abodes of penury, or igno- 
rance, or disease. We may not trace the connection be- 
tween the illness which struck him down and the perils 



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of that laborious ministry which preceded it, but those 
who knew him best w411 most deeply feel with me, that, 
if his death was the consequence of his fidelity to his 
work, it vras like him not to hesitate for one instant in 
facing such a consequence. 

Yet how could he have done so, had he not been, most 
of all, a man of prayer? It was on his knees that he 
found strength for the labors of his ministry, and courage 
in the face of its discouragements. I have been permitted 
to possess myself of an extract from his private note- 
book, which illustrates this so strikingly that I ask your 
permission to read it. It is a prayer penned on the 
threshold of a day of ministerial labor, and conceived 
and uttered in a spirit of such pathetic simplicity and 
fervor, as makes it a genuine model : 

'* God grant me the power to do to-day's work with a 
bright and cheerful heart, to think that I can do some- 
thing for His praise and glory ; and more than all, may 
He bestow upon me the strength to teach and preach the 
law of His most blessed and holy will, that the words of 
truth eternal and able to save the world, may never be 
spoken by me in vain, but that they find an entrance into 
some heart, and cause to spring forth in its prepared soil 
the peaceable fruits of righteousness." 

It was im.possible that such a ministry, so deep in a 
temper of unsparing self-sacrifice and habitual devotion, 
should have failed to make itself felt, and we stand here 
this evening, sadly yet thankfully conjecturing what it 
would so surely have accomplished had God vouchsafed 
to it a longer day and a less narrow^ opportunity. 

Yet brief as it has been, it is not without its lesson to 



US who remain. It reminds us that it is not conspicuous 
place or length of days that we need, in order to do sub- 
stantial work for Christ and His Church, but rather a 
willling and upward -looking heart and a single and un- 
swerving purpose. For these, as for ever}^ other excel- 
lency in his brief but well-rounded career, let us thank 
God, as we call to mind the '' good example " of our now 
departed Brother, of whom a voice from heaven anew 
bids with joyous confidence to write : 
" Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord : 

EVEN SO SAITH THE SPIRIT, FOR THEY REST FROM 
THEIR LABORS." 



SERMON 



REV. HENRY DUYCKINCK. 



*' The rich and poor meet together." — Proverbs, xxli. 2. 

The rich and poor meet together — and each of these 
contraries needs the other's care and wilHng help. Foi^- 
many thmgs, the rich must look towards the poor man's 
strong hand of labor ; and, when he needs the daily bread 
of life, — and when is the time that he does not need it, — 
the poor child of God who has nothing must draw near 
to him who hath, to seek and ask. It is the poor man's 
toil that builds the rich man's house ; it is the rich man's 
wealth that provides this diligent minister to his necessity 
with the present power to procure some narrovr room of 
rest for the night — an inn and passing shelter — for a much 
needed repose. All \vait upon each other ; the clerk upon 
the merchant : the porter who bows his shoulder to bear 
hath released the master, Avho hives his thousands, of no 
light and easy yoke. And, what could the State do for 
the support of the law, if it had not the humble officers 
who were obedient unto it ? And, how^ would the present 
strength of national poAver be preserved, if there were not 
soldiers — men of no reputation, called from the host of 
jNIan, who were trained to act in its defence ? It is the 



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poor man's hand that kneads the bread of daily life. It is 
the poor man's obedient industry that clothes the body's 
nakedness with the raiment of our weakness and need. 
And, are not the servants who wait upon pleasure God's 
poor men ? And, go where we may, we must meet to- 
gether. At the rich man's door is laid the beggar ; at 
the roadside of the crowded city sits blind Bartimeus. 
And near us, as in our thronged streets the hearse of the 
dead jostles the carriage of the living citizen — thinking, 
" good easy man," of many days — near us, are the multi- 
tude of the halt, and lame, and sick, with the body and soul's 
infirmities, who are sent to meet us by Him who is both 
the poor and rich man's Lord and friend and elder broth- 
er. And here, in this house of pra3?'er and praise, where 
all meet together, all are equal — for unto the poor as to 
the rich was the Gospel preached. He who received 
Zaccheus, did he not also accept the faith of a penitent 
thief, and call to his heavenly feast all these his poor chil- 
dren, who, like Himself, had not where to lay their heads ? 
Know that the two are one for ever. The poor man's 
confession to the messenger of God bears witness to the 
power of Christ, the resurrection and the life. The widow 
with her two mites can open the door of Paradise as well 
as the good and faithful servant whose ten increased tal- 
ents have won the favor of his Lord — to be without whose 
presence is to find hell indeed. And all die and descend 
to the grave together. All can say Our Father. All 
need to ask for mercy — and the witness of the Spirit that 
moveth within every heart is that thej^ are unworthy serv- 
ants, who can do nothing at all. 

Now I have said that each requires the help of each. 



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The rich man left alone, and having all things, may well be 
troubled for the misery that is come upon him. There- 
fore he ought to love and cherish this brother whom God 
hath given him. The work of charity is a part of his duty 
to his God. The command of Heaven's high law is, Let 
the strong bear the infirmities of the weak ; and ye are the 
strong ; and when ye shut your ears to the cry of misery, 
and have no wish to give to him w^ho asketh you, how 
dwelleth the love of God in you ? For, lo ! at your door 
is laid the weary, wounded Christ — and he who hath not, 
who knows not to-day how he is to satisfy to-morrow's 
want, is the true son of Him who was born in a manger 
and died in all humilit}-, and forgotten of all His faithless 
world. Ye have no right to refuse your brother's prayer. 
God owns everything. The talents are lent, not given. 
The treasure is to be used in works of charity — not for 
your own work of selfishness, which is self-destruction. 
But we cannot think that you will forsake this work which 
brings heaven to earth. For what is the work which we 
ask you to do ? It is a work of reform and progress, and 
the evil subdued by the good. For a mission ought — I 
speak to you of your own Avork, the Mission Chapel of 
St. Mark's — to be a chief agent of reform. The laws that 
are taught in that school of charity are the laws that help 
to maintain constant health both of soul and body. Its 
teachers bring the blessed rudiments of knowledge to 
those who dwell in the evil darkness of that miserable 
want which makes the whole heart sick, and whose 
wretched influences destroy every wish to arise and try 
to do some Vv^ise work that may help to prepare the way 
for a better end. They are the laws of quiet and order ; 
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and even they who prefer the weary Hfe of all riotous liv- 
ing, cannot often draw near that place of a great calm on 
earth, without being sometimes tempted to desire that 
there may be something of its quiet peace within their 
own hearts also. The words of warning that are heard 
in this one place, at least — of honest speech for God's sake, 
have been as the great light from Heaven to one who has 
gone astray, and have led him to think soberly of what 
manner of man he was. The visit of the minister caused 
some to remember that there is an interest which is eter- 
nal ; and whether they bade him welcome in their hearts 
or not, how could they forget, while he talked with them 
that his cause was not of this world ? And is it not well 
for them to feel this fact ? And as he talked to them of 
the order of daily life, akin to godliness, they could not 
refuse to hear him : and knowing that they needed to 
overcome their indifference to it, they, could not resist 
a natural tendency to be ashamed of that indifference, 
and their shame wrought wonderfully in the work of 
that reform. And the children whom they sent to the 
day-school, an essential part of every well furnished mis- 
sion, as they learnt the same lessons, which taught 
them how to escape another's failures, the day's task 
had this advantage at least, to prevent the reign of bois- 
terous mischief, which most hearty children love. They 
were taught daily how to pray and praise and sing; 
and in some little history they read of the world's coun- 
tries — what their names and features were. And they 
were told also of the worlds of light — how dark to us — 
which lie all around us. And were they not instructed 
in some simple matters of daily use ; and found they not 



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a motive for at least a few hours' work? And when the 
Sunday came, came there not trained teachers also, who 
told them of the Christian virtues and of the Children's 
Friend in heaven, and of the promise of His regard ? 
And though there were not a few young idle hearts that 
thought much of play and very little of these things now, 
did not Faith teach us to believe that the time would 
come when some word eternal would be remembered, 
and that the day would be when the now uncared for les- 
son might be cherished as the constant rule of life. Some 
who " came to scoff remained to pray." The good pas- 
tor's continual entreaty caused them to grow weary of 
that wretched indifference which oppressed them with 
rnany sorrows. Bade to look up and not die, they learnt 
to rejoice in the message that they were the sons of God. 
And then the drunkard — we tell you of facts which we 
know — began to despise himself, and was led like a child 
by the voice of reason ; and he repented of his submission 
to misery ; and, as he thought, he came unto himself and 
the rending devils were cast forth from him. And he 
who lived with a coarse company, whose daily communi- 
cations were altogether evil, was led at last to hear this 
reformer preach and to accept his doctrine, and in word 
and life to prove himself not unworthy of it. And it is 
this work of trying to save some, which we call a work of 
progress towards good. A firm Christian means a good 
citizen. And all true Missions strive to make good serv- 
ants of the Divine Master's service, who are devoted serv- 
ants also of this world's just powers that be. The main- 
tenance of this Mission means the support of tried virtues, 
whose value they who believe in no creed at all will admit 



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in homes of desolation, where the worst of the vices are 
held in notorious preference. The neglect of the work of 
this Mission is the neglect of yourselves ; for, if you do 
not have pity upon the poor, the time will come when 
they will exact the uttermost farthing in the way of ven- 
geance from you. Allow them to remain in uncared for 
ignorance of the moral law, which even the unjust who 
fear not God have some reverence for as a near protection 
to themselves, and it will not be long before the time shall 
come when you shall know what the works of darkness 
are. Pass by on the other side, and the secret thief will 
not pass by you ; for in the night he will break through 
and steal. Forget the law of Charity, and many will for- 
get the terror of the law of Force. Suffer sin to reign, 
and do nothing but indulge in some cold rhetoric about 
the increase of crime, and you will find that you are' doing 
everything that you can do to destroy all your future 
means of safety. Cleave ye to this cause, for it is the 
cause of that Truth that hateth a lie ; and by a lie hath 
the sin of mad rebellion often come. Pay the tax you 
owe to God with a willing heart ; for it is the way to dis- 
charge the debt whose perfect payment can make us free 
indeed. Encourage the weak, or, when they fail, they shall 
drag your souls also — halt in purpose — to the last misery 
of a common death. 

If there is woe upon us if we preach not the Gospel, do 
you not think that there is also a woe upon you if you 
will not be well content to do that Gospel's work, which 
is the work of love ? With what measure ye mete, it shall 
be measured to you again. Shall One who hath loved us 
have compassion on the multitude, who were so far re- 



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moved from him by sin's dividing gulf, and shall we 
depart from them when they are our brethren in life and 
death and an eternal future? It will not do for us to 
stand apart. There is a sacred union formed by the will 
of Him who dwells in heaven that cannot be broken. 
And as we meet together — rich and poor — we ought to 
work together. And that work is the work of Christ. 
When we give to this cause, whose past record we so 
well know, we do the work of Him who went about doing 
good. For when the poor came to Him, he fed their souls 
and bodies with the world's food and heaven's. He gave 
to him that asked ; health to the sick ; the good sound 
mind to him who sought in vain his banished reason 
among dead men's tombs ; peace to her who asked for 
nothing and received every thing. And how can we who 
name the name of Love not go and do likewise ? Think 
of what poverty in its simple suffering is, and lay the 
mammon and the dust of the earth at your Saviour's feet, 
and by the alchemy of love you shall find it changed to 
the celestial city's gold. Ascend in love, in desire if not 
in fact, the dark and narrow stairs of want, and prove that 
there are some angels of mercy in the world ; that there 
are some joyful to give indeed. Shall we hear the para- 
ble of the Prodigal and have no wish to help his true 
descendants, who are still with us, to find the house he 
sought and the Father's presence and the Feast that is 
always ready? Shall we hear of one who fell among 
thieves, and still continue to show no mercy to the sick 
and wounded travellers who are now laid at our doors ? 
Shall we be reminded of the rich man who cared not for 
his brother who had need, and ourselves refuse to see that 



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brother, but turn our hearts from him and evil entreat 
him by our strange neglect ? Bar to the door if you 
will, and mercy will pass by and will not trouble you. 
Say, " charity begins at home," and be all kind consider- 
ation to yourself; the poor who are always with you will 
die, and you will know not of it now. Refuse to see what 
we see — it is most easy — you live in a different world, 
wherein is the resemblance between one and many — a 
room for a home and a house for a home — a revenue of 
some penny a day and income of some hundreds. Think 
of the toil from morning until night in the work of the 
dull, plodding labor that does not inform the heart ; of 
those " who walk on the Alpine paths of life, against driv- 
ing misery, and through stormy sorrows, and over sharp 
afflictions — walk with bare feet and naked breast, jaded, 
mangled, and chilled ;" of the evil infirmities of men — and 
who can tell how often they fall by the way ? — and some- 
times they are left for dead by their passion's violence— 
and sometimes it is want's " unconquerable bar" that has 
led them to turn towards a path from which there is no 
gate of exit to the honest road to another and better life. 
Now brought into subjection to the law of circumstances, 
they toil all the day long to receive the reward, the anx- 
ious burden of a self-provided misery ; though without 
riches, falling into temptation and a snare; finding the 
gate of heaven as the needle's eye, though in the quick 
thought of a minute they could take counj: of all they 
possess. Think in love of the poverty of body and mind 
of a great city — the vice most sensual and devilish, that is 
as the presence of the miserable pestilence — whose woe is 
the second death. We say, regard with honest sympathy 



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the poor man's day ; so that you may see the days of 
heaven, Avhich are da3'S of sympathy and tender love. 

And this work, which is " all for love," must be your 
work. No common difference of opinion should turn our 
hearts away from this good cause. Are we the advocates 
of reason and not of faith ? Do we not still need to help 
the work of these virtues which we know to be the friends 
of every man, and the "cheap defence of nations?" Is 
our creed the generous belief that " good shall be the final 
goal of ill ?" Then let us desire to aid and further the pres- 
ent good of those whom we call our brethren. And if we 
are the firm adherents of the letter and spirit of that sacred 
Word, and believe the poor and homeless to be the Lord's 
disciples, then let us do His will and feed the souls of the 
hungry overcome with infirmities. All ought to bid this 
cause welcome. Who can have any prejudice against 
this work of reform ? Who can think that there is enough 
of virtue among men ? Who can feel in his heart that the 
poor have no need of an}- kind friend who by word and 
act can be their comforter ? 

This is no romantic crusade of charity. Here is the 
land of promise that we have known from our childhood ; 
and when we tell you of an urgent need, the experiences 
of every day confirm the painful fact. The poor we ask 
you to help are daily very near and all around you, and 
the history of our work is our best sermon. We ap- 
peal to you in the name of Him whose life, w^hose death 
was the work of charity for us, for a mission which we 
trust has always been most dear unto you ; and we ask 
for help with a firm confidence, because we know that 
work is well worthy to meet the most searching scrutiny 



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of any eye of friend or foe. As a general rule, large con- 
gregations, both morning and evening, show the sincere 
interest which our people themselves have learnt to take 
in this work. Our Sunday and Parish schools, always 
well attended, are proofs sufficient of the devotion and 
intelligent energy of our Superintendent and our assist- 
ant teachers. The many mothers who have every Wed- 
nesday evening attended our Mothers' meetings, afford 
the best evidence that it is one of our favorite institutions. 
Our communions have always been fairly attended ; our 
alms wisely and carefully distributed. We are not bur- 
dened with any fetters of unsettled debt. Our school and 
chapel collections, if not very large^ have been sufficient 
for at least a portion of the weekly expenses. All our 
sick who needed relief have been well provided for. 
Whenever any case of real distress has called for our help, 
we have been as liberal as our means . would allow. In 
brief, we have done all that we could do. And therefore, 
in the calm trust that you will approve our work, we ask 
you to come and help us, and when you help us, you help 
yourselves in this work of charity; for unto Christ ye do 
it, and He can give you heaven. 

Let the rich and poor meet together, for do not the one 
need the other? And let them come and be as brethren, 
for have they not One Lord, One Faith, One Baptism? 
And let them love one another in the spirit honestly ; for 
shall they not both sleep in the same kingdom of the grave 
together? And let them be tender hearted, forgiving one 
another ; for all must bear one cross, even the cross of the 
poor in spirit ; and all who would have the treasure of 
heaven, must humble themselves of this world's proud 



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spirit — whose foundation is dust and ashes. And all who 
would come to Him, Avho was a poor man and a wanderer 
in this his mortal kingdom, must be meek and lowly in 
heart, counting it all joy to feed his lambs, to feed his 
sheep. 



► SERMON 



Rev. EDWARD H. KRANS, 

RECTOR OP THE CHURCH OP THE GOOD SHEPHERD, 
BOSTON. 



PREACHED BY REQUEST AT ST. MARK'S MISSION CHAPEL, 
SUNDAY MORNING, FEB. 27, 1870. 



SERMON. 



*' Well done thou good and faithful servant ; . . . . enter thou into 
the joy of thy Lord." — St. Matt. xxv. v. 21. 

This, my brethren, is the language of approval ; nay, 
of reward. You will recognize it as from the Parable of 
the Talents. And yet it is not very much. The language 
is very tame. The colors in which the object, wherewith 
faithful and persevering toil is to be requited, are very 
subdued ; not at all striking to the eye ; much less is there 
anything about it to kindle the soul into action ; to fill it, 
so to speak, with rapture ; to fire it wdth a high ambition. 
It is not tangible either. It is not near. It is not to have 
place in time, even. Very indefinite altogether. A sim- 
ple, " well done," and a welcome entrance into a remote, 
unfolded joy. 

The world, at least, will not mock her servants, by of- 
fering for their toilsome services a phantom, or a shadow 
such as this. No. She will offer nothing but that she 
can give, and in hand, too. She must go, therefore, else- 
where than to the uninviting treasure-house of the Para- 
ble of the Talents for her many prizes. And she does go 
elsewhere. The whole earth she proudly claims as her store- 
house in this respect. And she ransacks her every apart- 



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ment. She quarries into the mountain side for the richest 
material, and summons the highest skill to fashion it for 
her use, and commands the public hall, or the square, or 
the city of the dead to hold it in solemn trust. She calls 
the biographer to rehearse the worthy deeds of her de- 
serving children ; and she bids the poet clothe them in 
his immortal song. The orator stands ready, and at her 
nod he ascends the rostrum, and exhausts the vocabulary, 
that nothing may remain unsaid which shall tend to per- 
petuate the memory of the departed. A universal press is 
at hand to disseminate his fame to the distant parts. A net- 
Avork of telegraph-wires catches up and speeds the story. 
A nation, or a world, it may be, are willing to keep holi- 
day, and contribute their united applause to make up a 
fitting reward for the good and faithful servant, who has 
toiled and borne and gone, leaving behind him " foot- 
prints on the sands of time." Nay, she may call upon the 
queen of her earth-encircling empire, and the chief of her 
great republic, to send forth their grandest ocean war- 
chariots to convoy in slow and solemn march across the 
ocean -wave the dust of her sleeping son, and charge 
their representatives to follow the bier all the way to the 
tomb. The walls of her many temples are always ready 
to receive the names of such as shall earn a place there. 

Such, my brethren, as you know, are the rewards w^hich 
the world we so love offers, holds out to us, whose enemy 
she so often is. 

And I am neither here to disparage nor to censure 
them. The rather, we may join her, so far as to commend, 
and heartily, too, any one who lives and labors for the 
advancement of what is high and noble and good, all 



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which tends to the ameHoration of our erring- race, the 
upHfting of it, in any degree, from the mire into which it 
fell, and where so large a portion of it lies helpless and 
almost hopeless this day ! 

But, I am to say, while standing, as it were, over the 
grave of my young friend, that all this is the world's ap- 
probation, after all ; is of the earth, earthly. I am to main- 
tain (the chapter from which my text is taken compels 
me to do it) that all this shall avail the subject as little as 
the doleful wind that sighs around his tomb. I am to re- 
mind you, Christian men and women, that the monument 
is to moulder on the public square and in the burial en- 
closure ; and that the hall-floor is to decay beneath it ; 
and that the biographer's carefully prepared narrative is 
to be lost ; and that the poet's song is to be unsung ; and 
that the orator's fine periods are to be unadmired, and his 
rich praise forgotten ; and that the pens of writers are to 
be laid aside ; and that the wheels of the press are to 
cease to move ; and that empires and republics are to lie 
down, side by side, in the dust ; and that the applause of 
the multitude of men is some time to be no more heard 
on earth ; and that the shining temples are to grow dim, 
and finally fall, burying, amid their ruins, all that remained 
of the bright rewards which, as I have said, call forth so 
much devotion and attachment from the sons of men. I 
am to say, that after all this change, decay, ruin, the sim- 
ple, tame words of my text shall still abide, and point the 
disciple of the cross on and beyond all change and deso- 
lation to the great joy, of which so little is said, and of 
w^hich so little can adequately be said, even the joy of his 
Lord. I am to claim, therefore, that this is the only re- 



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ward worthy of the highest aim of soul-endowed man. I 
need not recall to your fresh remembrance that this is all 
the reward held out to the follower of Christ, as such — 
the joy of his Lord, and this fully, only as seen through 
temptations, at the end of a long path of watchfulness 
and patient self-denial ; faint now, it may be, but growing 
stronger, as he grows in grace and in nearness to Him, 
brightening as it grows more distant, until when, in the 
future, he shall meet Him face to face, it shall become 
pure and perfect and full. 

Here, then, we behold a great radical difference between 
the rewards of this world and those of our beloved Lord. 
The former are of the present ; dazzling, but fading as time 
advances. The latter are future ; not impressively attrac- 
tive now, but growing more so, as the years go by. The 
one is, in short, manhood on the verge of old age, and 
hastening to the grave. • The other is- healthy infancy, 
advancing towards a vigorous and noble manhood, 
to which no old age, no decrepitude, no death, is ap- 
pointed. 

If this, then, be granted, (and, if not, the controversy is 
with Holy Scripture, and not with the preacher ;) how is 
this " well done " to be earned, this joy to be secured ? 
The author of the text gives a superlative answer to the 
question. You remember it is from the Parable of the 
Talents. And you are familiar with the evident exposi- 
tion of the parable. It is awarded to the servant who, 
devoting such gifts, whether of nature or of grace, as may 
be lent him, to the service of his master or " Lord," as in the 
parable, makes a faithful use of them. " Christ is the Lord ;" 
the gifts are the talents, and a faithful use of them in His 



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service, observe, the condition of the reward. Behold, 
then, the sum of the matter ! 

For this simple prize, my brethren, v^hich the world 
contemns, multitudes, of v/hom she was not worthy, have 
been content to live, and to hope, and to die. Moses 
aimed at naught higher than this. The pomp and trap- 
pings of the world did not follow him to any monumient- 
capped tomb. " So Moses, the servant of the Lord, died 
there, in the land of Moab." '' And no man knoweth of his 
sepulchre to this day." It satisfied i\braham and the pa- 
triarchs ; David and Solomon. It was all to vrhich the 
tenants of the caves of the earth — I mean God's prophets 
— looked. This it was that lightened up Herod's dun- 
geon for the Baptist, as he awaited the execution of the 
capricious sentence of the Jewish king, as we heard in the 
second lesson for this morning.- It would have been a 
wretched cell for one whose richest source of joy was a 
birthday party assembled in a dancing hall, but was a 
very comfortable halting - place for the weary pilgrim, 
who, at length near his journey's end, was almost in full 
view of his home, where the joy of his Lord was to be 
his own. And the v/hole apostolic band, the noble army 
of martyrs and confessors, you know how they strug- 
gled, each against temptations ; against Satan, in what- 
ever form his opposition assumed ; against their own 
weaknesses and sinful tendencies ; rejoicing still, and rejoic- 
ing because of this joy, which some time they believed — 
would that our faith in it were half so present and real — 
should be full ; looking for no earthly reward, and going, 

* Quinquagesima Sunday. 



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yes, and their Lord with them, to whatever earthly end 
was appointed them ; the rack, the block, or the cross. 

And the same work, the same struggle goes on to-day. 
The same path, in this respect, in which St. Paul and St. 
John followed, and which has been trodden and worn by 
an unbroken line of saints, comprising all ages and nations 
and climes and degrees, is not grass grown now. With 
all our boast of modern inventions, no new path to heaven 
has been discovered. And, as I have said, the old one is 
not abandoned. Look out upon it ! See the world-sick 
and Saviour-loving train as they go. They are not turn- 
ing aside to write their names upon the fleeting objects 
along the pathway. They are not seeking the applause 
of men. Behold ! how their attention is engrossed by 
something which lies straight before them. Would you 
know, oh ! vain and wordly man, what this is ? From the 
text the answer comes — '' The joy of their Lord." 

From a humble treading of this path, to the fair Paradise 
to which it leads, I humbly, but very hopefully believe, our 
common Lord has summoned his servant, your late pastor 
and servant for Christ's sake, and my lamented friend. The 
avenues to wealth and place and honor were open before 
him. The world's prizes alF glittered with their wonted 
brightness. He might have contended, and successfully, 
too, for them. He was a young boy, too, once, with a 
boy's aspirations, a boy's ambition, a boy's too bright an- 
ticipations of the temporal future and his own mark in 
and upon it. He saw these avenues thronged with his 
equals in age ; these prizes grasped at, toiled for by those 
who had been the companions of his boyish play-hours, 
and the sharers of the more staid recreations of his youth. 



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He had, thus, seen much ; there had been much, as there 
is anywhere in our country, and always in this great city, 
to tempt him to join the thick ranks of those who strive 
for eminence in commerce, in medicine, or the law. But 
this does not decide him. He knows the story connected 
with Emmanuel's name. He knew how the immaculate 
Son of our great Father in heaven left throne, glory. Fa- 
ther, all — behind Him, and came down, in the centuries 
gone by, to ransom, by no less cost than His own preci- 
ous blood, our guilty race. He knew His almost dying 
wish, embodied in His injunction to His apostles : " Go 
ye, go ye, into all the world and preach the Gospel to 
every creature." He knew, as you know, my brethren, 
how thousands, nay, entire tribes, nations, almost conti- 
nents, are, notwithstanding this yearning wish, going, each 
passing generation, to await the judgment, unwashed in 
this sin-cleansing blood. He ear]}- felt, in short, that this 
gift of salvation through faith in the atoning merits of the 
Saviour's blood, was the only true, real prize after all, and 
among all, for the soul-sick brothers and sisters of the hu- 
man family ; and having made it his own, resolved to 
offer himself as a humble instrument to the Master, to 
be used by Him for securing this rich boon for others ; 
consecrating his life to the preaching of the Gospel to the 
world. 

But he who will advance the cause of true religion in 
the nineteenth century, as, indeed, in all the centuries, 
must be fitted, by a long and slov,^ process, for the work. 
The university curriculum must prepare the mind for 
grappling with any subjects ; and to this must succeed 
the quiet of the seminary life, where the future ambassa- 



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dor may ponder and systematize the great truths of 
theology ; and, interspersed with all, must be frequent 
tarryings on the mount ; repeated ascents and descents 
of the soul to and fro between its tabernacle of clay and 
the great store-house of grace on high. So felt he whose 
memory is very fresh here to-day, and so he acted. After 
completing the course at our common Ahjia Mater, his 
work of preparation did not flag. On he still toiled, and to 
prepare himself the better for the work. Since his ordina- 
tion to the .ministry, all who have knoAvn him in this re- 
gard, have found him read}^ to render freely and willingly 
any assistance within his power ; whether in the chancel, 
the pulpit, or elsewhere. At my asking, intimating, I 
might rather say, he has gladly left whatever duty he 
may have been engaged in, and gone with me to the sick- 
beds of some of you, to consecrate the emblems of dying- 
love, and administer that.FIoly Sacrament to your great 
and endless comfort. And when, about to leave you for 
another field of labor, I spoke to him with something- of 
earnestness of the interest which I felt in you, and my 
anxiety to have some guide left behind me, better and 
v\dser than I had been, he seemed to make the interest all 
his own, and I could feel when I said the last '^ good-bye," 
that you had a shepherd, and one who would feel a shep- 
herd's solicitude in you. 

Of his short career since I am not to speak. Ye, breth- 
ren, are the judges. It is for you to decide, so far as any 
on earth m^ay, whether or not he has read and preached 
the gospel to you ; administered Christ's sacraments ; 
visited your sick ; buried your dead ; sympathized with 
3^our sorrow -stricken ; done all according to the number 



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of talents intrusted to him. None are better, none so 
well able to judge of this as you. You can only judge 
from what you saw. You do not know, of course, what 
may have been all the lons^ing- of his heart. You are not 
expected to be able to tell the number of soul -born peti- 
tions which may have gone up from the silent chamber 
for your welfare ; the earnest appeals for a greater bless- 
ing upon your husbands and wives and children ; upon 
your widows and orphans ; upon the officers and teach- 
ers and little ones of the Sunday-school; upon every 
department of this work, and every individual connected 
with it. The record is kept in heaven ; it may never, 
now, be knovv'n on earth. The tone of a letter, however, 
lately received from him, and the topic and burden of 
which v/as this work, as well as the longing aspirations 
of his sick-bed, would lead me to believe that all this is 
more than probable. 

Nor am I to attempt an enumeration of his virtues. It 
were common -place to speak of his warm affection for 
the home circle ; his modest bearing towards all condi- 
tions and classes alike of our poor humanity ; of his sim- 
ple-mindedness, his utter absence of an3'thing approach- 
ing pride or human displav. 

And I feel sure you will not ask nor expect me to search 
for faults either. Alas ! we are all too prone to this. Too 
apt to wisely surmise, and to keenly suspect, and to gravely 
doubt, and to unkindly criticise. But there is still charity 
enough abroad to secure an amnesty for this when the 
subject has passed beyond its povrer to affect or injure 
him. A little more forbearance. It would be well, very 
well for us, if we had a little more of that which St. Paul, 



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as in the epistle for this day,^ places above faith and hope. 
Nor do the ministers of Christ escape their due share ot 
this. Perhaps they deserve it, and I do not appear as 
their apologist. It may be that their doubted integrity is 
a mockery ; that their impugned sincerity is impure ; that 
worldly inclinations and worldliness are rightly charged 
upon them ; that their censured negligence calls for blame ; 
that their lack of devotion to their work needs the spur 
of harsh criticism. Grant all this ; that they are but man ; 
weak and sinful. What then ? There is no merit in their 
shortcomings or sins to atone for ours. And I appeal to 
you, would it not be better, much better for all concerned, 
if we could have a little more kindness, more willingness 
to overlook than scrutinize defects ? No. His failings, 
if any he had, we bury them deep doAvn beneath the 
burial sod, hoping for, looking for no resurrection day 
for them. 

But, my brethren, I turn from speaking of the dead, to 
speak, as friend with friends, to the living. He is removed 
out of the sphere of temptation and of trial. Delivered 
from the bands of mortal flesh, his unbound spirit can no 
longer be assailed by the great foes of man. We are still 
among them. If they have not yet the mastery, 
there is still time to gain it, as there is still time to re- 
nounce it, if it be theirs. Do you not almost hear the 
same voice which summoned him, speaking to us and say 
ing : " Hear, oh ! my people ?" We cannot afford, my breth- 
ren, to allow so evident an interposition of God's provi- 
dence to pass without a serious study of it, and a prayer- 
ful effort to draw such lessons as we may from it. And 

^ 1 Cor. xiii. 



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It has many such lessons for all ; family and friends ; old 
and young ; stewards of Christ ; all in this congregation. 
Standing on the table -land of a lusty manhood, betxyeen 
the weaknesses of youth and those of age, where, hu- 
manly speaking, he had the strongest hold of life which 
man can haye, and cut down here in a few short days ; 
what a commentary is it not on the text : '' All flesh is 
grass?" How may we not almost hear black-robed 
Death exulting oyer his prize, and see him looking out 
from his cheerless mask, with calm assurance, upon the 
legion of appointed yictims \\'ho will call for strokes much 
less seyere to lay them low ! If the ripened strength of 
the son is so weak, what is the waning yitality of the 
father ? If young and sturdy manhood is thus blighted, 
where is the security to tender womanhood ? If the 
strong muscular frame ♦of maturity cannot resist the 
poAyer of disease to crush it, what greater force can ten- 
derer years oppose ? If the mad thunderbolts, dashing 
through the air, shatter the oak, what of the lily ? And 
if the shepherd is not secure, what of the flock? In other 
words, my brethren, if life borders on death, almost means 
death, and is neyer for one momentabsolutely secure, where 
is anything but insecurity for any of us ? " In the midst 
of life we are in death." So would the spirits of those 
who, during any week, pass from life to death without a 
moment's warning ; so would the spirit of him we mourn, 
if they could utter forth their yoices to us this morning, 
testify. Let us, then, realize more fully, in proportion as 
the reality has been brought nearer us, the slender hold 
any of us haye upon this life to which we are wedded by 
so strong ties of affection. 



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Some of you may remember an evening, it seems but a 
few days since, as this scene recalls it — a Sunday even- 
ing — when from this place I said what I thought might 
possibly be the last words I should utter in 3^our hearing. 
I felt, as I may have mentioned, that the future looked all 
dark and uncertain. It had never seemed quite so dark 
before. But, I confess, it has proven more uncertain than 
then it seemed. The solemn event which brings me 
among you so soon again, I should have placed low down 
in a long list of great uncertainties. You would no doubt 
have done the same. Of the group of five young men in 
this chancel, of the congregation which filled this chapel 
on that occasion, we should have said that he who called 
down God's benediction upon us was, as we count proba- 
bilities, the most likely to live on to a mature old age. The 
future! It is a great reality irf itself; full of unenacted 
events ; of joys and sorrows ; of blessings and of woes. 
In its confines our future lives and homes are situated. 
The Judgment Day is within its borders. It contains 
eternity. It is a wonderful realit}^ And yet how unreal 
to us ! We stalk through it blindfolded, in a way, run- 
ning against, here, an unexpected joy, and there an un- 
looked for sorrow ; athwart a pitfall, when the footing 
seems quite firm ; and so we grope on. The present, how- 
ever, is ours. No power can wrest it from us. And let 
wisdom's voice, the voice of God, if you please so to call 
it, sounding to us louder at this than other times, be heard 
and heeded by us, and lead us to improve it. 

My last words to you shall be upon a feature of this sad 
event, which I am not Vvdlling to pass by. Why is it that 
the young preacher of the gospel is stricken down when 



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just prepared to utter his message ? Why does the 
great Captain, who can Avard off the missiles, allow His 
soldiers to be wounded to the death before they have 
scarce ever fought a battle ? It does look mysterious. 
Such themes, you remember, perplexed, at times, the 
Psalmist, and Scotia's ingenuous bard, asked, almost in 
despair at the news of the premature death of his patron : 
*' Oh ! why has worth so short a date ?" We might ask 
why John the Baptist's ministry was so abruptly closed, 
after more than thirty years of self-abnegation and com- 
munion with his Lord had fitted him for the work which 
he performed so successfully, but for so short a time ? 
Wh}' was the Saviour's m.inistry confined to the brief 
space of less than four years? Or why w^as St. Stephen, 
wdien the whole world lay in darkness — why was this 
faithful and fearless proto- martyr so earl}- cut off, when 
fearless and faithful preachers were so much needed to con- 
vert the nations far and nigh ? 

Oh I mysterious though it be, there is a Providence in 
it, and the earlier Christians saw it, to some extent at 
least, as we may. They saw that the blood of the mar- 
tyrs was the seed of the Church ; that man can glorify 
God by dying as w^ell as living. We tread warily, as it 
becomes us, on ground such as this. But, my brethren, 
I am not to disguise my firm belief that one purpose of 
God's all- wise providence will be lost, if the effect be not 
to bind you more closely together ; to lead you to love 
more dearly than ever before the Saviour, who has not 
thought it too much that one of His servants should lay 
down a young and vigorous life in your midst, while en- 
gaged, occupied^ heart, mind and soul, in the work of secur- 
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ing the eternal salvation of your own and children's souls. 
See in it, I entreat you, another, another evidence of His 
love. Let it be another link to connect the thoughts and 
affections of us all with the land beyond the grave. Let 
us resolve, as we pronounce our final " well done," our 
united requiescat over his ashes, and retire from the tomb, 
that such shall be its effect upon us. 

So may we see, it may be in this life, that '' all things 
work together for good to those who love God ;" so shall 
we undoubtedly see in the brighter world, where, I pray 
God, we may ail once more meet, and hear from the lips 
of Him who erst pronounced it, the last '' well done," and 
join again, may I not say, with raptures of holy joy, 
friends and relatives who have departed in the faith, and 
with them, as with the brother Vv^hose loss we now mourn, 
enter fully into the promised joy of our Lord. 



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Close of a serjnaii delivered by the Rev. William F. Mor 
GAN, D. D., Rector of St. Thomas CJnircJi, at the Parish 
Church, Sunday, Feb. 20, 1870. 

*' Yesterday, toward evening, in the presence of a mourn- 
ing congregation, and a family circle bowed beneath the 
weight of a great affliction, I committed to the dust a 
Brother in the ministry of Christ, to whom in his last 
hour of life the Avhole meaning of the text might be 
applied — he died in faith. I refer to the Rev. Henry 
Duyckinck, a young clergyman of unusual culture and 
promise, who was born and nurtured in this parish, and 
for a time an assistant minister at our altar. He was in- 
deed a faithful servant of the great Master, and chiefly 
laboring among the poor, brought forth fruit with pa- 
tience. Let me not open my lips, however, to praise 
him, or to recount his man}^ excellences, or to Avound a 
sacred grief by public mention of one who in life had no 
aspiration after the notice or applause of the w^orld. And 
yet deny me not the privilege of thanking God, even 
publicly if it seem good, w^hen any of the old flock die in 
faith ; when the religion w^hich was nourished in other 
years within our parish, sustains them on their dying pil- 
lows. It is a joy to me. It should be a spur and encour- 
agement to you, to rest as w^e may upon the assurance 
that this young disciple and Priest has joined the innu- 
merable company of the faithful dead, and that his name 
is registered among the saints." 



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LETTER 

FROM THE VESTRY OF ST. MARK'S. 

New York, March 7, 1870. 
To Mr. Evert A. Duyckinck: 

Dear Sir, — The undersigned, Vestrymen and Wardens 
of St. Mark's Church in the Bowerie, take this method of 
expressing their sorrow at the loss that has recently be- 
fallen you and their Church through the demise of your 
son, Rev. Henry Duyckinck, late Rector of St. Mark's 
Chapel. Their sympathy with you is all the more pro- 
found, because your bereavement is somewhat their own. 

Although the term of the service of the deceased with 
St. Mark's Mission was very brief, it was nevertheless 
sufficient to endear him to all with whom he came in con- 
tact, and even those who knew him little, loved him well. 
The record he has left behind him is so pure and unsullied ; 
his loyalty to his Master's work so sincere and unques- 
tioned ; the manifestations of grief among his people, when 
the tidings of his death became known, so profound and 
impressive, demonstrating, in a very marked degree, the 
strength and earnestness of his character and manner, that 
we cannot doubt his memory will long be cherished with 
the warmest respect and esteem. 

For the loss we mutually mourn there is no consolation 
save in a holy and undying faith, that having completed 
his work here, our brother has gone to the reward prom- 
ised hereafter. 

We remain, dear sir, very truly, your friends, 

HENRY B. RENWICK, JAMES MORRIS, 

IRVING PARIS, JAMES PURDON, 

E. B. WESLEY, WM. H. SCOTT, 

P. C. SCHUYLER, GEORGE H. MORGAN, 

EDWARD OOTHOUT, WILLIAM REMSEN. 






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At the regular meeting of the St. Luke's Association of 
Grace Parish in the city of New York, held Feb. 22, 1870, 
information was given of the death of the Rev. Henry 
Duyckinck. Very touching eulogies were made by Mr. 
J. T. Harris and Mr. Wilson Small, after which a com- 
mittee of four was appointed to draft resolutions of sor- 
row, and present them at the next meeting. The follow- 
ing preamble and resolutions were accordingly presented 
by the committee and unanimously adopted : 

Whereas, It has pleased God in the wise dispensation 
of his providence, to cut off in the midst of his usefulness 
our beloved friend and as sociate the Rev. Henry Duyck- 
inck, who has been our assistant and counselor in our 
work of the relief of the poor, sick and dying, ever ready 
to give both his time and means at the call of the suffering 
and afflicted, always showing his earnest zeal and devo- 
tion to his Master's work, therefore be it 

Resolved, That the members of the St. Luke's Asso- 
ciation of Grace Parish, feel they have lost in his death one 
of their most valued associates, one whose talents justly 
fitted him for a more prominent position in the Church, but 
whose innate modesty of character kept him from seeking 
the high places of the earth, and led him to choose the 
more Christlike duty of preaching to the poor; that 
none who have been under his administrations in the 
Church, and who have been associated with him in acts 
of mercy, as we have been, but must feel that they have 



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lost by his death a most valued friend and assistant, one 
whose memory we shall ever cherish as an incentive to 
increased devotion in our Master's work. 

Resolved, That we extend our heartfelt sympathy to 
the family and friends of our deceased brother, whose 
kindness of heart, gentleness of disposition, zeal and faith- 
fulness in the cause of Christ, must have made his loss a 
more than ordinar}^ affliction. 

Resolved, That in respect to his memory the above 
Preamble and Resolutions be recorded in the books of 
the Association, and a copy of the same be transmitted to 
his family. 

John I. Thomas, 
Joseph T. Harris, 
John Lobdell, 
AViLSON Small. 

WILSON small. President 
F. LOCKWOOD, Secretary, 



Committee. 



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THE REV. HENRY DUYCKINCK. 

From The CnURcn Journal, March 9, 1870. 

The simple notice in '' The Church Journal " of February 
23d, of a service commemorative of the late Rev. Henry 
Duyckinck, to be held at St. Mark's Church in the Bow- 
ery, on Sunday evening, February 27th, called attention 
to the last public manifestation of esteem and affection for 
one whose many virtues and rare modesty will be remem- 
bered very far hence. He was one of those faithful ser- 
vants whose delight it was to minister to Christ's poor 
according to the Master's injunctions, as doing it unto the 
Lord, and whose blessed remembrance passes on to the 
other shore. With no other aim than the Master's work, 
he spent the three years since his graduation at the Gen- 
eral Seminary, mainly in the work of a missionary among 
our city poor. No personal preferences could lead him 
to relinquish this work, and no summer recreations ever 
lured him from it. Loving the Saviour, he loved them 
that were His, and like the great Exemplar, he loved, 
them to the end. He w^as stricken down at the close of 
a day of labor among the people of St. Mark's Mission, 
where he had been placed in charge, and "departed hence 
in the Lord " but five days thereafter. His funerai was 
attended at the parish church of St. Mark, on Saturday, 
Feb. 19th, near the close of the day, the Revs. Wm. F. 
Morgan, D. D., Samuel R. Johnson, D. D., and James P. 
Franks officiating, and a large assembly of the members 
of this parish, as also from the congregations of St. Bar- 
nabas Mission, Grace. Chapel, and the church of the Holy 
Martyrs, where he had frequently ministered, testifying 



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by their presence to their sense of deep bereavement. 
Most abundant floral offerings betokened the loving re- 
membrance of friends, and the soothing strains of Bishop 
Ken's " Glory to Thee, my God, this night," sung by the 
choir of St. Mark's, told of thankfulness for the good ex- 
ample of His servant, when the night was fast coming on. 

On the morning of Sunday, Feb. 27th, in St. Mark's 
Mission chapel, his funeral sermon was preached by his 
predecessor in that charge, the Rev. Mr. Krans of Bos- 
ton, from the text " Well done, thou g-ood and faithful 
servant." The service in the parish church in the even- 
ing was for the purpose of carrying on the work which 
this devoted man had not been spared to finish. The last 
sermon which he had written was a statement of the work 
of his mission, and a plea for its importance. This ser- 
mon, from the text, *' The rich and the poor meet togeth- 
er," he had purposed to deliver in St, Mark's church on 
the Sunday succeeding his fatal attack. He never re- 
turned to his work, but his plea was presented on this 
occasion, in his own written words, by the Rev. Henry 
C. Potter, D. D., rector of Grace Church, who prefaced 
the sermon with a short sketch of the life of its writer. 
There were also present, and assisting in the services, the 
Rev. Messrs. Franks, Krans, and W. M. Jones ; the mu- 
sical parts, and the hymn " Pilg-rims of the Night," from 
'' Hymns Ancient and Modem," being sung by the chil- 
dren of the choir of St. Mark's chapel. He fell at his 
post of duty. Pretiosa, in conspectu Dominiy mors sanc- 
torum Ejus est. 

W. M. J. 

New York, March 1, 1870. 




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